[He looks even more doubtful about this. His stomach is his center of... everything. Always fucking hurting when it shouldn't and being way too sensitive a spot on his entire body.
And then Zuko is waving his arms about and Gokudera actively snorts laughter at how funny that movement looks.]
So you want me to wiggle in order to push the roar out? [He wonders just how many odd movements his friend puts into some other things. Gokudera is amused, but not dismissive. He puts his hands together and takes a deep breath, thinking of the yoga he'd taken up on Amoi. It wasn't very extensive, but it helped him be flexible. When he moves his arms out in a wave, it looks a bit too rigid. Next inhale, he brings them back, and then starts to move them with his exhale.]
Should I be faster? It feels like all this moving is a waste of energy.
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[He looks even more doubtful about this. His stomach is his center of... everything. Always fucking hurting when it shouldn't and being way too sensitive a spot on his entire body.
And then Zuko is waving his arms about and Gokudera actively snorts laughter at how funny that movement looks.]
So you want me to wiggle in order to push the roar out? [He wonders just how many odd movements his friend puts into some other things. Gokudera is amused, but not dismissive. He puts his hands together and takes a deep breath, thinking of the yoga he'd taken up on Amoi. It wasn't very extensive, but it helped him be flexible. When he moves his arms out in a wave, it looks a bit too rigid. Next inhale, he brings them back, and then starts to move them with his exhale.]
Should I be faster? It feels like all this moving is a waste of energy.